Saturday, November 17, 2012

Tel Aviv!

It is a bit surreal to write this post about our trip to Tel Aviv two weeks ago in light of the events over the past few days.  During our first trip to Israel we explored Tel Aviv and the ruins of Masada (kind of...more later on that).  We went with four other families that we are friends with here and had a total blast.  Tel Aviv is only a few short hours away but is quite the contrast to Jordan.  We enjoyed the traffic rules, clean streets, and beautiful beaches, although we missed the incredible hospitality/attitude of the Jordanians :)

We traveled south from Amman, down to the tip of the Dead Sea, crossed the border and then drove around the West Bank up to the coast of the Mediterranean in Tel Aviv




 The four families each rented and apartment at a building a few blocks from the beach.  It is always nice to have a kitchen (for all of my cooking, ha) and extra space for the kids.  We also brought Alou, our nanny, with us on the trip.  She had never been to Israel and always wanted to go.  Bonus:  every night, we would put the baby to bed, corral all of the older kids together to run wild and the parents went out to real, adult dinners...so fun!

The Apartment we stayed in - the city has a ton of cool architecture


 We arrived late the first night and grabbed some food, drinks, and settled in with good company.  The next day we woke up and started exploring the city.  Our first stop was for lunch at a restaurant called Little Prague.  It was delicious and met all of our needs.  It was a big hit with our friend Katie who is a crazy-strict Paleo dieter- see ridiculous chunk of meat below.   

There are outdoor gyms all along the boardwalk in Tel Aviv- I don't think those super cool dudes with their shirts off appreciated the kid's using it as a jungle gym.  Sorry guys.
The Seilings- great friends and huge Steelers fans, what could be better?
Little Prague- giant pork shoulder....oh pork, how we miss you....


The boardwalk in Tel Aviv, lots to do.

Check out that sky view behind us, so beautiful.

The Stowe's.  Dylan and Abby became pretty tight during the trip.  

Alou and the kiddos.  

Sand castle time.  The beach was awesome, even though we accidentally took our families to the beach that catered to men and dogs only...woops.  Sure made for a good story.  

Dylan and Abby

I could eat him.  

Night out!   Christine, yes that is a pant suit jumper...or as Dylan's friend Ainsley calls it- "my pajamas"

The Muellers- also great PA people.  Also, no kids yet...they keep us young.  Sometimes too young though- they don't have those little monsters waking them up after a late night!





The matching shirt picture- Hebrew writing in the back will qualify as the landmark this time 

                                             Masada 

So on the last day in Tel Aviv we were all debating whether to go to the Old City (Jaffa) or travel to ancient Masada, a three hours drive to the Dead Sea area on the Israeli side.  Masada is a natural fortress in the Judean Desert, overlooking the Dead Sea.  It was a series of fortresses and palaces built by Herod the Great.  After Jerusalem fell in 70CE, 1,000 Jewish soldiers and their families hunkered down at Masada and eventually died in a mass suicide before being overrun by the Tenth Legion of the Roman Army.    Masada is now a symbol of freedom and independence for the Israelis and often used as the location for soldiers "swearing their oath" before joining the IDF.

Well the only way to get to the top of the hug hill to see Masada is via cable car (or a 5 hour hike).  We arrived at 3:30ish and the cable car was supposed to make its last run at 4pm.  After unloading the kids and hitting the bathroom, the four families headed the area with the ticket booth for the cable car.  The lady told one of our friends that the last ride was going to leave in ten minutes or so and we needed to get our tickets now.  So, two minutes later after the last portion of our crew linked up, we proceeded to the booth to buy the tickets.  The lady looked right at us (it was still like 3:51) and said, "oh, you are too late, it just left."  We were all standing there stunned since we had been standing directly in front of the booth while corralling our gaggle of kids and adults.  Why in the world would she just send the cable car away when we were right there waiting?  And this, ladies and gentlemen, is why we missed the Jordanian hospitality...

Masada- way at the top of that cable car hill

The drive from Tel Aviv to Masada

The Dead Sea from the Israeli side- that is Jordan that you see across the water.  Cool moon above too!













Sunday, November 4, 2012

Late Post for Dylan's BirthdayParty

I know I posted some pictures of Dylan's actual birthday but I never posted about her party.  We had her party at this cool French kids place in Amman.  They have a bunch of different rooms and let the kids wander between them (crafts, a mini "town", a fish pond, a party room) for the first hour or so.  They then have the pizza, cake, and then some organized games.  A great time was had by all.  Dylan loved the whole thing, except the part that everyone sang to her...she got a little embarrassed.

My boys :)

the craft room

the cake!  hopefully her wedding cake is this nice, ha.

my baby is FIVE!  what happened :(

give me cake lady

Grandma Debbie!

Musical chairs

Cole and Dylan

The Wickline boys, so cute

family pic

get off of me you crazy sister

Friday, November 2, 2012

Marine Corps Birthday Ball 2012

Nothing spells fun like formal dresses, tuxes, uniforms, patriotic music (later followed by dancing music) and an open bar! Since embassies around the world are protected by Marine Security Guard Detachments, each MSG hosts a Marine Corps Birthday Ball at the their embassy.  The most special part of the night was the cake cutting ceremony performed by the guards.  They wheel the "birthday" cake out onto the middle of the dance floor; the guest of honor, oldest and youngest Marines report to the front of the cake.  The Master of Ceremonies cuts the first piece of cake and hands it to the guest of honor.  He then cuts a piece of cake and presents it to the oldest Marine in the room who then takes a bite and passes it to the youngest Marine in the room (a sixty year age difference at ours), signaling the passing of knowledge and experience.  This is all of course occurring with patriotic ceremonial music in the background- the tears were flowing.  The rest of the ball can be summed up like most formal military balls:   receiving line, exchanging pleasantries with the important people, eating dinner on your best behavior, line at the bar getting longer and longer, drinks getting stronger and stronger, conversations getting louder and louder, music turning from Frank Sinatra to 90's Old School hip hop, shoes come off, dance moves come out....wake up the next day.  FUN.

Marines- young and old

all my girls


all my favorites, although J is missing.  Guess that is why B's eyes are closed.